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Lin Gantang, who had no sense of danger, nodded and asked curiously, “Don’t you know him? Why are you asking me?”

Wen Yanqing’s smile deepened. It was a rather affectionate term of address.

Was having one brother, Lin Zhaonan, not enough?

“You seldom come to our place so early,” Lin Gantang said enthusiastically as she poured Gu Hejun a glass of water.

“My mum asked me to bring some New Year’s gifts over.” Gu Hejun pointed at the things he had brought.

“Thank you. I’ll go over and thank Auntie Lan later.” Lin Gantang smiled.

Gu Hejun glanced at Wen Yanqing and then at the clueless Lin Gantang. He held back his laughter. “Alright, I’ll take my leave first. I have things to settle at home.”

Previously, he had wanted to “compete” with Wen Yanqing. However, he had already given up. There was no need to make Wen Yanqing unhappy.

But thinking about it, with Lin Gantang’s personality, it would be interesting to have a jealous boyfriend.

Gu Hejun smiled, but there were still some indescribable emotions in his heart. But it didn’t matter. He would let go sooner or later.

Gu Hejun waved at her. After he left the house, Lin Gantang took out the items he had brought to organize them. Wen Yanqing sat on the sofa and looked at her.

Mr. Lin came out of the kitchen again. It was hard for Wen Yanqing to say anything to Lin Gantang, so he went forward to ask if there was anything he could help with.

“Sit with Gantang for a while. I’ll go and see if Zhaonan has pasted the couplets.” Mr. Lin came out and left once more.

Wen Yanqing shot a look at Lin Gantang and went up to her room on the third floor by himself.

Lin Gantang’ was leaving about her phone again, and her screen was filled with new WeChat notifications. Wen Yanqing casually picked it up, rested on Lin Gantang’s bed, and unlocked her phone.

Wen Yanqing glanced at the New Year’s greetings but did not open them.

He put down the phone and looked around the room. He saw a new sunflower painting on the wall and two unopened lipsticks on the dressing table.

At this moment, Lin Gantang came over. Her clear eyes were filled with a smile. “So you’re here. I’ve been looking for you.”

Her smile was genuine and pure, her tone light. She looked at him warmly and tenderly. Wen Yanqing suddenly found it funny that he felt uncomfortable because she had used the term ‘Brother’ earlier.

“Why don’t you use the new lipstick you bought?” Wen Yanqing smiled and said, “You have so many at home. Put two at my place; you won’t be afraid of forgetting to bring it in the future.”

“No, I can’t lack any lip color! If I take some away, I won’t have any more at home.” Lin Gantang opened the packaging of the new lipstick.

“I’ll buy you a new set.”

Upon hearing that, Lin Gantang was contented. She took out her lipstick and looked at Wen Yanqing, who was leisurely sitting on the bed. She kicked off her shoes and climbed onto him with a smile, sitting on his lap. “Help me test out the color.”

Just as Wen Yanqing was about to ask her how to try it on, Lin Gantang applied lipstick on his lips.

She was holding back her laughter as she did so. It was obvious that she was up to no good.

Wen Yanqing held her waist with both hands and exerted some strength. Lin Gantang, who was lifted forward, exclaimed in shock, “Ah! Ah! It’s going to be crooked!”

Then, she looked at Wen Yanqing’s exceptionally beautiful lips and could not help but burst into laughter.

“Does it look good?” Wen Yanqing asked her.

Lin Gantang had never seen Wen Yanqing like this before. She was so delighted that she almost pounded the bed. “Yes! Extremely stunning! So beautiful!”

She reached for her phone and prepared to take a photo as a souvenir.

Wen Yanqing grabbed her hand and smiled. “If it’s so nice, I’ll let Uncle take a look.”

Lin Gantang laughed till there were tears in her eyes. She didn’t believe that he would dare go out and let her father see him like this. “Go ahead. Go on.”

In the end, Wen Yanqing stood up and walked to the door, locking it with a click.

Lin Gantang was confused.. Why did you lock the door?